Darth Caecus
Once again, to War
NAME: Sabetha Tag
FACTION: Silver Sanctum Coalition
RANK: Jedi Padawan (former Street rat)
SPECIES: Near Human
AGE: Kid. 12ish? Look I didn't keep track of my birthday very well.
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 4'11"
EYES: Green
HAIR: Red
SKIN: Light
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
HOMEWORLD: Corellia
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
(+) Child - Being a kid is great! People constantly underestimate you! You're small and fast and recover quickly from minor upsets.
(-) Child - Being a kid sucks. People constantly underestimate you. You're small and weak and can't buy cool stuff without manipulating an adult in to doing it for you or stealing it. And forget about getting a real job even if you wanted to.
(+) Street Smart - I'm not a fool. I may not know a lot of fancy stuff, but I know how to survive in a city. I know what people do when they have nothing to lose and I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. I may be a kid, but I'm not stupid.
(-) No Formal Education - I've never been to school. What's so great about it?
(+/-) Kids are Immortal - Yeah, I know that people get hurt and die and stuff. Like, all the time. But it's not gonna happen to me.
(+) Clever - The only way to survive on the street is to get someone else's protection (which costs you something, I promise), be big and tough, or be clever. I'm the last one. Quick thinking keeps me safe and gets me out of scrapes.
(-) Too Clever By Half- Welll..... maybe sometimes I don't always think something through and stuff goes wrong. But it always turns out okay (See Kids are Immortal above)
(+) Lucky - Sometimes good stuff just happens. Or things just work out for no good reason. Or the thing I need is just right there when I need it, kind of poof. I don't know why. It just is. Not always. But often enough. It's weird, but I'm okay with it.
APPEARANCE:
First thing most people notice about me is my hair (a lot of it and very red, doesn't behave, kind of annoying), and then my eyes (really, really green, I like them). I'm not actually that short (tallest of the kids my age, bet I'll be taller than you) and yeah, I know my face is dirty, you try living on the streets and we'll see how clean your face is.
BIOGRAPHY:
My mom died when I was six. My dad? She never really talked about him too much, but I know he was from Tatooine and apparently he was related to someone famous. Mom said we were too. A famous Jedi a really long time ago. She had a medallion and everything. Like that kind of thing matters at all. But I think it made her feel better. Like she was part of something, you know? It doesn't really matter to me, but I kind of get it. It mattered to her a lot. My mom was..... my mom was good. She worked hard. She.... she loved me. We never had a lot, but we had enough, you know?
And then she didn't come home one day. And CorSec came. They tried to explain it to me, but I was just a kid. I didn't really understand. All I knew what that my mom wasn't coming back and that strangers were going to take me away. Even then, that seemed like a really bad idea to me so, well, I ran. I don't really know why. But I just knew there was something wrong and I ran. They shouted- gosh they were angry- I guess I can't blame them. But they seemed, well, really angry. Even when I've been caught stealing stuff since then, CorSec officers have never been that angry. Like it was personal. I think I did the right thing, even if I still don't really know why.
About a year ago, something happened on Corellia. Something *bad*, you know? I didn't really understand what was happening then. I still don't really understand. A lot of people talked about it. A lot of people didn't make it. I was lucky. I got off the planet in time (I snuck on to someone else's ship, seemed the only reasonable thing to do). Ever since then, it's like there's something missing. Like a chunk taken out of the pit of my stomach.
Maybe part of me was hoping that someday I could go home. To the house my mom and I lived in. But that's just gone now. Like everything else. There's no going back. Ever.
Yeah, I steal stuff. It doesn't bother me. Honestly? I like it. I'm good at it. And I only steal from people who can afford it. We street kids, we don't steal from each other, okay? That's wrong. You don't steal from other people who got nothing, right? Just from people who got something. And I'm smart about it. I'm not greedy. I'm just not gonna starve cause some law says it's more important for someone to own two speeders than it is for me to eat. That's dumb.
When I'm older, maybe I'll get a real job. I mean, maybe I'll keep stealing, but I want to work too. I want a ship of my own and I want to see other places. I want to go to the stars. And I will some day.
Just see if I don't.
Who knows? Maybe I'll be famous too.
RELATIONSHIPS:
[member="Junko Ike"] - Sabetha's Jedi master
[member="Smeg"] - Friend
INVENTORY:
Underpowered Training Lightsaber
SHIP:
I keep trying but no one will sell me one and I haven't been able to steal one yet!
KILLS:
Er. No. I'm a thief, not a murderer. That's a weird question.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Seriously? I'm a kid. What am I going to do? Sit on them till the authorities arrive?
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Force Powers Learned:
Force Sense - |
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ROLE-PLAYS (in character chronological order):
Cast in Bronze - Jedi Padawan Training Thread
I Guess I'll Eat Some Worms - Where Sabetha finds a friend in Smeg.
[Dominion] For 3000 Years They Ignored Our Cries for Help - SS Dominion of Jabiim
Trouble in the Archives
FACTION: Silver Sanctum Coalition
RANK: Jedi Padawan (former Street rat)
SPECIES: Near Human
AGE: Kid. 12ish? Look I didn't keep track of my birthday very well.
GENDER: Female
HEIGHT: 4'11"
EYES: Green
HAIR: Red
SKIN: Light
FORCE SENSITIVE: Yes
HOMEWORLD: Corellia
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STRENGTHS AND WEAKNESSES
(+) Child - Being a kid is great! People constantly underestimate you! You're small and fast and recover quickly from minor upsets.
(-) Child - Being a kid sucks. People constantly underestimate you. You're small and weak and can't buy cool stuff without manipulating an adult in to doing it for you or stealing it. And forget about getting a real job even if you wanted to.
(+) Street Smart - I'm not a fool. I may not know a lot of fancy stuff, but I know how to survive in a city. I know what people do when they have nothing to lose and I'm not afraid to get my hands dirty. I may be a kid, but I'm not stupid.
(-) No Formal Education - I've never been to school. What's so great about it?
(+/-) Kids are Immortal - Yeah, I know that people get hurt and die and stuff. Like, all the time. But it's not gonna happen to me.
(+) Clever - The only way to survive on the street is to get someone else's protection (which costs you something, I promise), be big and tough, or be clever. I'm the last one. Quick thinking keeps me safe and gets me out of scrapes.
(-) Too Clever By Half- Welll..... maybe sometimes I don't always think something through and stuff goes wrong. But it always turns out okay (See Kids are Immortal above)
(+) Lucky - Sometimes good stuff just happens. Or things just work out for no good reason. Or the thing I need is just right there when I need it, kind of poof. I don't know why. It just is. Not always. But often enough. It's weird, but I'm okay with it.
APPEARANCE:
First thing most people notice about me is my hair (a lot of it and very red, doesn't behave, kind of annoying), and then my eyes (really, really green, I like them). I'm not actually that short (tallest of the kids my age, bet I'll be taller than you) and yeah, I know my face is dirty, you try living on the streets and we'll see how clean your face is.
BIOGRAPHY:
My mom died when I was six. My dad? She never really talked about him too much, but I know he was from Tatooine and apparently he was related to someone famous. Mom said we were too. A famous Jedi a really long time ago. She had a medallion and everything. Like that kind of thing matters at all. But I think it made her feel better. Like she was part of something, you know? It doesn't really matter to me, but I kind of get it. It mattered to her a lot. My mom was..... my mom was good. She worked hard. She.... she loved me. We never had a lot, but we had enough, you know?
And then she didn't come home one day. And CorSec came. They tried to explain it to me, but I was just a kid. I didn't really understand. All I knew what that my mom wasn't coming back and that strangers were going to take me away. Even then, that seemed like a really bad idea to me so, well, I ran. I don't really know why. But I just knew there was something wrong and I ran. They shouted- gosh they were angry- I guess I can't blame them. But they seemed, well, really angry. Even when I've been caught stealing stuff since then, CorSec officers have never been that angry. Like it was personal. I think I did the right thing, even if I still don't really know why.
About a year ago, something happened on Corellia. Something *bad*, you know? I didn't really understand what was happening then. I still don't really understand. A lot of people talked about it. A lot of people didn't make it. I was lucky. I got off the planet in time (I snuck on to someone else's ship, seemed the only reasonable thing to do). Ever since then, it's like there's something missing. Like a chunk taken out of the pit of my stomach.
Maybe part of me was hoping that someday I could go home. To the house my mom and I lived in. But that's just gone now. Like everything else. There's no going back. Ever.
Yeah, I steal stuff. It doesn't bother me. Honestly? I like it. I'm good at it. And I only steal from people who can afford it. We street kids, we don't steal from each other, okay? That's wrong. You don't steal from other people who got nothing, right? Just from people who got something. And I'm smart about it. I'm not greedy. I'm just not gonna starve cause some law says it's more important for someone to own two speeders than it is for me to eat. That's dumb.
When I'm older, maybe I'll get a real job. I mean, maybe I'll keep stealing, but I want to work too. I want a ship of my own and I want to see other places. I want to go to the stars. And I will some day.
Just see if I don't.
Who knows? Maybe I'll be famous too.
RELATIONSHIPS:
[member="Junko Ike"] - Sabetha's Jedi master
[member="Smeg"] - Friend
INVENTORY:
Underpowered Training Lightsaber
SHIP:
I keep trying but no one will sell me one and I haven't been able to steal one yet!
KILLS:
Er. No. I'm a thief, not a murderer. That's a weird question.
BOUNTIES COLLECTED:
Seriously? I'm a kid. What am I going to do? Sit on them till the authorities arrive?
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Force Powers Learned:
Force Sense - |
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ROLE-PLAYS (in character chronological order):
Cast in Bronze - Jedi Padawan Training Thread
I Guess I'll Eat Some Worms - Where Sabetha finds a friend in Smeg.
[Dominion] For 3000 Years They Ignored Our Cries for Help - SS Dominion of Jabiim
Trouble in the Archives